The first of many?

Let me just start by saying that my plan is to write on this blog quite often. That being said, I wouldn't quite count on that. With my schedule, the very little sleep I get anyway, and the fact that I'm just plain lazy means that this will most likely get ignored after a few entries. I really, truly hope that isn't the case. I mean, everyone needs a way to vent. And yes, I have plenty of friends that I talk to and that allow me to vent on them, but this way seems a bit easier. I'd really like to try to unburden my friends and confidants from the crap that is filled inside my head. Plus, if they choose to read this or not is entirely up to them. If they ask me what's up and I begin with all of the B.S., then they're stuck. And I feel bad for them. So this is just another avenue.

So the topic of conversation today is my work. Yes, I have made several posts on Facebook about my possible new job over the past week or so, but this is something entirely different. I want to talk about my boss. MY boss. Not the guy filling in for him, but my boss. I will not say his name, but I will just call him M. To set this up properly, I will say that M has been on a medical leave of absence since the beginning of December. This has been very difficult for most of, if not all of the GMs in his district. M did so much for his GMs. Probably more than any of us thought he did. So as my time at BK is drawing to a close, I felt the need to reach out to him and thank him for everything that he has done for me. I thanked him for giving me a career when I didn't have one. I thanked him for believing in me, standing up for me, standing beside me, and always being there to help me out when I was stuck, when no one else would have. M is without a doubt one of, if not THE BEST boss I have ever worked for. I just pray that my new boss is half the man that M is. And I certainly hope that my new boss has the patience of a saint like M has. Or else I'm in big trouble. M is the type of boss that people DREAM of working for. Understanding, motivating, caring, helpful, funny and fantastic. Those are just a few words that I struggled to find to try to describe him. But the truth of it is, words just simply do not do M any justice.

As I move along in life and in my career, I hope so much that M and I can remain in contact, because he truly is someone that I would call my friend. I wish him nothing but success in everything he does from this moment forward, and pray that he finds the happiness that he so rightfully deserves. I have never in my life felt like a boss cared for me the way that M does. He is just a good person. He is a good person in every sense of the word.

Maybe one day when we both are in need, M and I can work together once again. I would truly enjoy that, and I think that he would as well. So, in closing, M, this is not good bye. This is just, talk to ya later brother.